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SINGTO PETERSON is known to be a well-mannered yet a quiet juvenile who has a lot of secrets on his life. KRIST ROBINSON is known to be a bad-mouthed and because of having serious trust issues, he usually ended up being a hot-headed juvenile. Despite the drastic changes happened within their family dynamics, both of them got close to each other even more. For some, you don’t get to feel that life works in mysterious ways until you sit and reflect on all the decisions and people you have met. Most of the time it happens when you least expect it to be and it gave us by far the best surprise experience. However, are we up for the biggest challenges and successes to let go and let it be? Will Singto and Krist be ready to face these biggest challenges on their lives to fill the feeling with emptiness and pains they feel within their hearts and soon enough be healed from those? Or will they continue to live like the same and just pretend to be nothing but normal roommates?

Akala ni Hope natagpuan na niya ang lalaking makakasama niya sa buhay nang makilala niya si Rain. Naging masaya naman ang hate to love relationship nila at sa katunayan, nasa plano na nila ang bumuo ng sarili nilang pamilya. Pero hindi inakala ng dalaga na isang aksidente ang babawi kay Rain mula sa kanya. Bigla na lamang naglaho ang binata na mistulang isang bula. Two years later, she saw him again. Only that he wasn't Rain anymore. He was Dr. Kaden Aragon at ikakasal na ito sa isang napakagandang modelo. Pero ang pinakamasakit sa lahat, hindi siya nito nakikilala. She had become a stranger in her beloved's eyes. Masaya na ang binata. Magpapakilala pa ba si Hope para muli ay magbalik ito sa kanya? O 'di naman kaya ay hayaan na niya itong maging masaya kahit pa sa piling ng iba?

During Christmas break, my boyfriend, Trevor Hayes, asks me to stop by and feed the dog that his childhood friend, Evelyn Summers, keeps at her place. I bring a bag of kibble over. But the second I open the door, a huge pit bull lunges at me and bites into my face and arms. Luckily, a neighbor hears me screaming and pulls me out of its jaws, but the damage is already done. The scars will stay with me forever. I break down, but Trevor blames me instead. "You must've done something wrong when you fed Mojo and set him off. You just got a scar, but Mojo's dead!" The weight of it all crushes me until I climb a rooftop and jump. After dying, I see Trevor holding Evelyn in his arms. "Honey, you're so clever. Starving Mojo for a few days really worked. Now, she's dead. We can finally be together." When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day Trevor asks me to go feed that dog.

Years after graduation, someone suddenly tags me in the class group chat. "Mr. Warren is gravely ill, Mira. Aren't you going to do anything? You really are heartless!" I only realize what's going on when I click on the fundraising link in the chat. Our high school homeroom teacher, Joseph Warren, has late-stage cancer. Thus, Lyra Fairfield, the class belle, is leading a fundraiser and patient-donor matching process. "I'll donate ten thousand dollars. My husband is the director of Waverly General Hospital, and I've already asked him to arrange a VIP ward for Mr. Warren." Right after I send that message, the group pounces on me. "Mira, you contracted an STD back then and tried to pin it on Lyra. She didn't even hold it against you, and now you're trying to steal her thunder? You're unbelievable!" "I can't believe you're still lying through your teeth during such a serious situation. You never change, do you?" Lyra immediately defuses the tension. "Mira, I don't blame you for what happened in the past, but you really shouldn't impersonate the director's wife. I've already arranged the ward and surgery, and I'm donating another 100 thousand dollars to Mr. Warren!" I'm this close to laughing out of sheer anger. She's the one who scratched her name off the diagnosis report and framed me for having an STD all those years ago. I never even confronted her about it, and now she's playing the victim? Lyra soon posts a photo in the group chat, showing off her husband's car. Yet, when I see the man in the passenger seat, I guffaw. Isn't that my husband's driver? When did he start running a hospital?

I'm on my way to get married when a truck slams into my car from behind. After being unconscious for a long time, I hear the doctor telling my fiancee that I might lose my memory. I decide to have a little fun and open my eyes, pretending to be confused. "Who are you?" My fiancee goes completely still. I'm about to admit I'm only teasing her, but before I can, she grabs my best man's hand without a second thought. "I'm Janice Lloyd, your best friend's fiancee. You got into a car accident on your way to our wedding."

Lily sang gadis remaja yang baru tumbuh dewasa tiba-tiba saja merasakan perasaan tak biasa kepada Edhie, yang selama ini merawatnya dari kecil. Mendapat perhatian yang lebih darinya, membuat Lily menjadi semakin terlena dengan pesona Edhie yang ternyata seorang Bos Mafia. Lantas, bagaimana perjuangan Lily untuk menarik perhatian sang Bos Mafia itu? Apa karena usianya yang terpaut jauh di bawahnya, membuat Edhie enggan melirik Lily sebagai seorang wanita? "Keputusanku sudah bulat, Edhie. Aku akan menjadikanmu suamiku!" —Lily

During the five years I was in a vegetative state, all ten family soldiers assigned to guard me were murdered. One of them merely smoked a cigarette outside my hospital room. The next day, he was found upside down, drowned in a toilet. Another simply adjusted my pillow. The next day, he took a dive from a skyscraper rooftop. The Corleone family was in chaos, but they couldn't find a single trace of the killer. With no other choice, the ten executions, all textbook Mafia hits, became cold cases. Strangely, the very second the tenth guard's heart stopped, I opened my eyes. The first thing I did upon waking was call the FBI and turn myself in. The agents were stunned. "Miss Corleone, are you saying that while in a coma for five years, you planned and executed the murders of ten fully armed Mafia soldiers?" My fingers tapped lightly on the table, a faint smile playing on my lips. "That's right." "Being in a vegetative state only means I couldn't move." "Who ever told you that killing, something so crude, required me to get my hands dirty?"

He's as cold as ice and hard as rock. But, I'll do everything to make him mine again. Alexandria, is a 21-year-old nursing student. Her father js dead while her mother is in jail. She's not in good terms with her mom since her father was gone. Nevertheless, despite of that bitter part of her life she remain strong. Alex has a long time boyfriend who loves her dearly. He's making her feel complete all the time. With that, she's willing to do everything to make him be at his best state always. Trevor on the other hand, is a 26-year- old fresh graduate and a bar exam topnotcher that Law firm companies from different countries were giving him an invitation to work with them and one of it is the famous law firm company in Chicago that is trying to win him, giving him a higher position and better benefits. - Trevor declines the offer without hesitations. He does not want to leave Alexandria alone in the Philippines. He'd rather lose the opportunities than to lose the love of his life. But love isn't perfect... What if destiny plans to make you happy and unbreakable at first but will eventually apart you in the end? What if you need to intentionally hurt the man you ever loved the most for his own sake? Will you still fight for your love when things are already ruined? Trevor lost his memories after an accident. Years after, his memories came back but Alexandria isn't included in it anymore. Alexandria, strongly believes that 'The mind might forget but the heart always remembers.' But then again, What if the heart itself choose to forget? What Alexandria gonna do to make Trevor remember her again? ---

It's my third day of being a ghost, and I feel like I'm going to starve to death again. The underworld messenger takes pity on me because I'm a child and secretly tells me that people like me, who suffered grievances and died with resentment, have to stay by the sides of the people who loved us most in life. Then, we survive on their "guilt". I lower my head and narrow my eyes. I choke up and say, "You might as well just leave me to starve." My mother hated me to the core. Why would she ever be guilty over my death?

I suffered from a skin condition. I scratched myself in the library, and millions of netizens spammed my private inbox. Only then did I find out that a girl accused me of harassing her. I took out my diagnostic report to defend my innocence, but the girl cried pitifully. “You really know how to make an excuse for yourself! How could someone innocent like me frame you?” Even my elder brother spoke up for her! “Why would she frame you of all people? Can’t you take a look at yourself?” I could not bear the cyberbullying, and I died from a sudden heart attack the day before the court hearing. My grandfather could not accept my death, and he collapsed into a coma. My parents cut off ties with my brother before they committed suicide at home. Meanwhile, the girl did not just successfully make her way into graduate school, but she also dug open my grave and used my ashes to make fireworks. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when she had asked me to reserve a seat in the library.